You looked at me like a firefly Lighting up the night sky Like my bright was a night light In the pits of your psyche
You called me a flashlight Ready to expose the rows of evils in the cosmos You looked at me like a flickering match you said you’ll catch me if you can Like I held only half of your hand and the other hand was a paw You paused. You saw yourself creature, beast- your fingers were lighting bolts trapped in a vase You said you were imploding You gave me a kiss You were already loading for firework.
You looked at me like a flashlight Like my tongue Would speak morse code to your chemical flow
You looked at me like a candle in a cathedral When we talked and you didn’t hear any bells I realized you were never afraid of fire or hell Simply being alone with yourself.
You saw me like spark, like brilliance, like a lumineer singing ho-hey And I was lightless, still
A cobweb lamp post standing on a dirt hill And say what you will But I don’t have enough for the both of us.
You looked at me the way One will see the sun. Ready to brighten your bones, and slip summer between your thighs.
I just can’t be the one.
If you stare too long at me, it will hurt your eyes.
Look away Transmission overload; Can’t seem to figure out my mind. I’m feeling home alone in time, Too late to find a bride. I have slept a thousand years; No princesses kiss to change my heart and wake me up.
Modernity. Technology. Racing head long helter-skelter into the future. Like a runaway train speeding out of control. Historic societal norms breaking apart. What to think, what to believe losing resonance. Explosion of information barraging our senses. Overload. Current institutions clueless
I have again become empty by undoing a disturbing thought. Unsexing the sputtering stillness of a Robin. Tender bruises on the pink heart. A bird was flying away. Little tears come down from the swollen river in spate. Pain lingers